Letting Go

Circling back to my post on August 28, . . . I wrote about how I at one time had really loved freshly-sharpened pencils. They motivated me to write, but I hadn’t written with one in a long time. So…
Circling back to my post on August 28, . . . I wrote about how I at one time had really loved freshly-sharpened pencils. They motivated me to write, but I hadn’t written with one in a long time. So…
I’m betwixt and between, contemplating two extremes; yet suspecting the truth lays somewhere in the middle. I suspect the answer is both/and. I’m talking about dreams and goals. Do we think them, define them, build plans and go after them?…
Continuing with the theme of my favorite things . . . today I reflect on freshly sharpened pencils. They are in my top 5 list because in high school I wrote an essay about freshly sharpened short pencils, extolling their…
I’ve been thinking about the last entry from my last post . . . that one of my favorite things is Dvorak’s New World Symphony. It is a special experience for me. In high school we performed this piece for…
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,” . . . so sang Julie Andrews about a few of her favorite things in The Sound of Music. How wonderful to have a list of…
We all have that still, small voice within us – trying to get our attention, trying to get us to connect with ourselves. It has full knowledge and understanding of who we are, and I believe it actually commissions our…